Crossing the Book: Being confessed by the heroine, the hero wants to kill me

Chapter 129

"Fuck!"

Chen Feng's face suddenly darkened.

This is how to do?
You can't beat it for sure.

Escaping is probably enough.

Moreover, in this secret realm, the spaceship is also restrained by the law and cannot take off at all.

Could it be that... we can only fight to the death?

But what's the difference between that and suicide?
Chen Feng is very clear about his identity. He is a mere cannon fodder and has no luck. If he rushes up, let alone a fight, he will be bombarded by these people if he can't hold it for even a second. Slag.

"How to do?"

Gu Yiyi was also dumbfounded.

Leaving aside the 500 people in the back, just the dozen or so masters of the same path rushing to the front, even if they take out any one, they are not something the two of them can resist...

She couldn't help sighing, "It would be great if the water was there."

Chen Feng didn't reply.

Because in his opinion, what Gu Yiyi said was bullshit.

Reality is reality, so what if.

Since he passed through the book, he has almost never faced a situation where he has no idea, but this time, he really panicked.

Do you really want to hand over the treasure to save your life?
This is too embarrassing.

Chen Feng thought in his heart, pointed forward and shouted: "Stop, or I will destroy the treasure right now, so that none of you can get it!"

The voice fell.

The dozens of Qi Dao masters stopped ten meters away from him.

One of the middle-aged men in a Tang suit and holding a judge's pen asked, "Boy, what treasures did you get?"

"The deadly scholar Zhuang Siwen."

Chen Feng recognized his identity at a glance through his appearance, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Before I left the door, my teacher repeatedly told me that if I meet Senior Zhuang, I must say hello to you on his behalf. , actually met here.”

Zhuang Siwen frowned.

Could it be that the kid in front of him is still the disciple of his old friend?
If that's the case... how can I grab it?
Hastily asked Chen Feng: "Who is your master?"

"Family teacher Gu Tongxuan."

Chen Feng cupped his hands forward and showed the long sword he got when he entered the secret realm.

Zhuang Siwen's expression suddenly changed.

"Mysterious Yin Sword!"

He subconsciously took two steps back, staring at the long sword in Chen Feng's hand, his voice trembling slightly: "Are you really Gu Tongxuan's disciple?"

"Exactly."

His face was calm and he was smiling slightly.

Accompanied by the sound of "chi", he put the sword in his hand into the scabbard.

In fact, the sword in his hand is not the Xuanyin sword that Zhuang Siwen said.

In ancient times, there was a treasure that could be called the king of swords, called the Xuanming Divine Sword, but it was suddenly lost and no one knew its whereabouts.

Decades later, in order to commemorate the lost Xuanming Excalibur, Ouyang Yu, the master swordsmith and the caster of the Xuanming Excalibur, re-forged a Xuanyin Sword. The shape of this sword is exactly the same as the Xuanming Sword.

The only difference is that its grade is slightly lower than that of the Xuanming Divine Sword.

For thousands of years, this Xuanyin sword has changed owners countless times.

Until decades ago, it was acquired by a young swordsman Gu Tongxuan. People and swords complement each other and become famous all over the world.

The reason why Zhuang Siwen was frightened when he saw the Xuanyin Sword was precisely because he had suffered a disastrous defeat at the hands of Gu Tongxuan. In that battle, he almost lost all confidence and hope in life.

After being autistic for five full years, he walked out of the rivers and lakes again.

It can be said that Gu Tongxuan is one of the people he fears the most in this world.

Looking at the sword in Chen Feng's hand, Zhuang Siwen seemed to have returned to the day of the decisive battle with Gu Tongxuan, his back felt chills for no reason, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "Since he is Brother Gu's disciple, he is one of his own. I just made a joke with you, don't take it offence."

"What about you?"

Chen Feng glanced at the Xuanming Sword in his hand, and turned his gaze to the rest of the people.

Gu Tongxuan's name is like a golden signboard.

That is one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world. His sword skills are almost comparable to Yuwen Changhe's Changhe Sunset Sword. Looking at the world, few people can provoke him.

If he robs his apprentice's things now, who can bear it when Gu Tongxuan settles the score in the future?
Everyone was worried.

While hesitating, a loud laugh suddenly came from behind the crowd.

I saw a man in white flying over.

He held a long sword in his hand, which was exactly the same in shape as the Xuanming Sword in Chen Feng's hand.

"You were all deceived by him, this is the Xuanyin Sword."

The man in white raised the sword in his hand, scanned the surrounding crowd, pointed at Chen Feng and laughed, "This kid is just cheating, I am the only successor of Tongxuan Excalibur, Bai Dianfeng."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

"How come there are two Xuanyin swords?"

Everyone's eyes kept wandering on the swords in the hands of Chen Feng and Bai Dianfeng.

Chen Feng's face was a little ugly.

He never expected that Bai Dingfeng would come here.

If I had known this earlier, I would have changed to a fake identity...

"That's right, that's right, I remembered. There have long been legends in the Jianghu that the descendant of Tongxuan Excalibur is named Bai Dianfeng. He always only wears white clothes. The one on the opposite side must be a fake."

Someone pointed at Chen Feng and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized.

Immediately, they approached Chen Feng one by one.

Among them, the most angry one was Zhuang Siwen, the deadly scholar.

He is also considered a minor celebrity in the arena.

But just now, he was frightened away by the other party with the title of disciple of Gu Tongxuan, which made him feel very humiliated.

If you don't avenge this revenge, it's really hard to let out the bad breath in your chest.

Zhuang Siwen was the first to raise the judge's pen in his hand, intending to rush towards Chen Feng and snatch the treasure from him.

But at this moment-

"stop."

A crisp female voice came.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a woman in a blue dress with a light veil, walking out from the depths of the secret realm. Her aura was not strong, and she hadn't even reached the realm of enlightenment.

It's just this fearless aura that surprised everyone.

She walked to Chen Feng's side, pointed at everyone with a broken sword in her hand, and said, "This secret realm is a land without an owner. Whoever gets the treasure in it counts. You don't have the ability to get it yourself, but you block the way here and rob it. Do you want to be shameless?"

"have a finger in the pie."

Zhuang Siwen snorted coldly: "Get out of the way quickly, otherwise I will make you look good."

"That's right, get out of here!"

Everyone drank loudly and walked forward together.

"Don't force me!"

The woman in blue tightly held the sword in her hand: "I don't want to kill people."

"You are the only one who still kills?"

Everyone seemed to have heard a big joke, they didn't take her words to heart at all, and rushed forward with big strides, as if they were going to swallow the three of them directly.

"You forced me!"

The woman in blue glanced at everyone, and with a flash of cold light, the sword in her hand was unsheathed.

She stared at the blade of the sword and said with great respect: "Master, my disciple is going to kill today. Please help me."

(End of this chapter)